How is it that every time I see your smiling face on my news feed I get butterflies in my stomach.
How is it that I desire to touch your cheeks when you are crying. But end up hitting my hand against the monitor.
How is it that I know, I know. My dream is far fetched. That its a 0.01% chance even with 6 degrees of separation.
How is it that I feel like I stand a chance against almost 12 million other beautiful faces for you to chose from.
How is it that out of 200 online smiles, I want yours?
